Poverty (By Morwasehla Kgomotso)
Poverty By Morwasehla Kgomotso. English Poem From the echoes of slavery To the echoes of poverty Not forgetting the lack of property As everyday struggle tests our bravery. They say black child you are strong But my patience is impatiently fading away Eaten by endless sorrows But how can one enhance peace in their heart without basic needs? They say we survived the white oppression But we are stuck in poverty oppression My hands are tied My body is tired Weakened by the daily struggles We fought for freedom Hoping for better lives But freedom benefited the rich society Where the rich become richer While we peasants become poor of the poorest. Our daily struggle is no longer freedom But we now strive to get something to survive We live to survive From the echoes of slavery To the echoes of poverty Black poor heart bleeding
